"AHHHH!"
Ash, who had just thrown his sword and was mentally preparing to face this dangerous witch while casually looking around, suddenly blinding light erupted and entered his eyes as the fire under the stove of the cauldron started roaring back to life, illuminating the hall with bright orange light. However, when Ash opened his eyes again, a grotesque sight met his gaze.
An ugly old lady, with an unbelievably large, crooked nose, a face riddled with wrinkles, and a resemblance to an orc from Middle-earth in fantasy movies stood, opposite the cauldron, peering down at him with an almost curious expression.
